Chapter 3355 The world sees me as the blue sky, even ants can kill immortals

At this time, Zhou Jue suddenly interrupted Ning Yao's words and said with a bit of impatience on his face.

"Okay, if you talk too much, your hands will become too slow. You'd better hurry up and buy the jar. Junior sister is still waiting to cook the medicine!"

Chen Pingan nodded when he heard the words, moved slightly, then stopped, looked at Zhou Jue sitting in front of the wooden bed, and asked.

"Sir, I don't know your name yet?"

Zhou Jue was silent for a moment, looked at the young man's expectant smile, and said in a low voice.

"My father's surname is Zhou, but my mother's surname is definitely not Jue, so my name is Zhou Jue. You have to remember it!"

Zhou Jue's words were imitating the self-introductions of Ning Yao and Chen Pingan just now. It looked a bit funny. At least the straw-shoe boy had a bright smile on his face. Even Ning Yao had a faint smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth raised and a pair of His big eyes rolled upward, a bit speechless.

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Ning, if I don't buy the jar today, I have hidden a bag of golden copper coins under the water jar. Please transfer this bag of copper coins to my friend Liu Xianyang and ask him to take care of this building for me in the future. There is no need to clean the house, just repair it occasionally and add some new tiles to prevent it from leaking. Also, don’t let the walls collapse and don’t let the courtyard door become too broken. As for God and Spring Festival Couplets, that’s naturally the best! If he thinks it’s too troublesome, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t do it.”

When Chen Ping'an talked about the door god and the Spring Festival couplets, his somewhat dim eyes shone with astonishing brilliance. Obviously, this young orphan from Mubo Alley has a strong obsession with celebrating the New Year and hopes to have the door god and spring couplets on his door. He must have been thinking about Spring Festival couplets for many years. Since his parents passed away, he has been celebrating the New Year alone.

After Chen Ping'an said these words, he no longer had any worries or knots in his heart. He slowly exhaled a breath of air from his mouth. With an extremely determined expression on his face, he held the porcelain piece in his hand tightly, turned around and stepped forward again. He opened his steps and stepped out of the courtyard gate.

Zhou Jue watched Chen Pingan's back disappear from sight. The fear on his waist trembled slightly, and he let out a sword cry. A sharp edge came out of the scabbard, making Ning Yao feel a biting chill. , the waist couldn't help but lean back, as if it couldn't withstand such a terrifying edge.

"After all, he is just a simple child who hopes to continue to be his father and mother in the next life. The cruel cold of the world has made him have no extravagant hopes for life!"

Zhou Jue frowned slightly, with a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows thrust into his temples. He was full of energy, revealing the edge of a swordsman, with a pair of deep and dark eyes flashing, and his lips were pressed tightly, revealing a bit of stubbornness similar to Chen Pingan. At the beginning, Ning Ning The Heng couple died in the battle, and Zhou Jue shouldered all the honors and disgrace. Only then did Ning Yao grow up without being pressured by the outside world. Now the girl has reached the golden elixir realm, and her strength is unique among the younger generation. Of course, Except Zhou Jue.

When Ning Yao heard this, he seemed to feel the same. The flying sword beside him suddenly screamed and trembled, seeming to respond to the sword intention in Ning Yao's heart.

"Although the rain from the sky is wide, it cannot moisten the rootless grass! If the road is so narrow, how can there be any chance of survival for all living beings!"

Zhou Jue's face was slightly cold, and he was talking about Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian's evaluation of Chen Ping'an. His bright and clear eyes showed deep disdain and said sarcastically.

"A frog in a well and an ant at the foot of a mountain can also change their destiny against the will of heaven. I really thought that by going up the mountain I would be superior to others and become a master. Today I will make you fall down from the mountain!"

Zhou Jue's voice was very cold, with a strong evil aura, which made Ning Yao smile a little. She understood that her senior brother was still unwilling to stand by and watch the straw-shoe boy lose his life. Some people were afraid that he would be unlucky. .

"Isn't Senior Brother also from the mountains? What's the difference between him and these outsiders who come to the small town to look for opportunities?"

Ning Yao's cool and sweet voice reached Zhou Jue's ears, making him raise his eyebrows, a look of pride on his face, and said lightly.

"I am no longer a mountain person. I am observing the world from the Nine Heavens, and all living beings see me like the blue sky!"

As soon as Zhou Jue said these words, Ning Yao was stunned on the spot, his lips slightly opened, dumbfounded, very interesting.

After Chen Ping'an walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, the bright sunlight shone down, making him feel a little dazzling. He couldn't help but stretched out his right hand to cover his forehead, and breathed out gently. He began to take steps and trot. He looks thin, but he has been in the mountains and rivers since he was a child. He has excellent physical strength and a lot of strength. He is like a piece of iron that has been tempered thousands of times, which is very confusing.

Chen Ping'an stopped at an intersection, leaned against the wall, squatted down, kept a fist in one hand, and tied up his straw sandals with the other.

Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian walked side by side in the alley, chatting as they walked. There were many anecdotes about the southern part of Dongbaopingzhou, which showed their extensive knowledge.

Fu Nanhua was born in Old Dragon City. Although this place has a profound heritage and a large number of talents, it is only a thin line away from the top sects. Logically speaking, it is much higher than Yunxia Mountain, which is at the bottom of the second-rate sect.

However, orthodox fairy families like Yunxia Mountain with orderly inheritance and strong roots have an innate sense of superiority over the southern barbarians like Laolongcheng who live in a corner. If they meet in the past, it would be fine if they don't whisper to the southern barbarians behind their backs. Well cultivated.

At this time, Cai Jinjian had a better impression of the noble young master of the old Dragon City. She smiled sweetly, her eyes were full of love, her steps tilted slightly to the left, and she lightly touched Fu Nanhua on her shoulder.

Fu Nanhua admired the appearance and figure of Cai Jinjian. This fairy from Yunxia Mountain was naturally charming. Once he became a Taoist couple with such a woman and spent time together, whether in practice or in bed, he would gradually get better.

Cai Jinjian was once praised by a highly respected senior man personally as the wind of Yungen Mountain and the appearance of flying into the sky. The implication is that Cai Jinjian is an extremely rare candidate for a Taoist monk. He relies on mountains and mountains and is accustomed to doing business. We have been cultivating Cai Jinjian at all costs over the years, and we have the selfish intention of waiting for the price. The marriage between the immortal family is a match made in heaven, and we must be more cautious and take a longer-term view than the marriage between the rich and powerful in the secular dynasty.

Fu Nanhua couldn't tell what Cai Jinjian was thinking. He was secretly proud and continued to speak.

"But there is one thing you need to pay attention to. If the boy in Mud Bottle Alley is the person chosen by some outside force and still keeps the natal porcelain. Then if you take action this time, you may get into trouble and be easily People follow the clues and find Yunxia Mountain and you.”

"Brother Fu may not have noticed that there are some unwritten rules here. If a boy is born in the town and is nine years old, the porcelain buyer who has been waiting for nearly ten years will take him away from the town. , it means that he is not inherently talented and is no longer valuable, and the older he gets, the cheaper he becomes. Instead of spending a huge amount of adoption money to be taken advantage of, those sects and gangs would be better off spending a lot of money to train a few direct descendants, which is more economical. "

Cai Jinjian seemed to be particularly disgusted with Chen Ping'an, her eyebrows furrowed, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she said to Fu Nanhua.

"Ants should have the awareness and understanding of ants!"

"That's what I say, but that young man's knowledge is shallow. Why do you need to be as knowledgeable as him? You can just teach him a lesson once and for all. Why end up breaking his bridge of immortality!"

Cai Jinjian fell into a blindness and was used by Liu Zhimao through tricks, without noticing any clues. However, Fu Nanhua noticed something unusual and felt that Cai Jinjian was too emotional when facing Chen Ping'an, which was not consistent with his usual behavior.

Cai Jinjian did not understand the deep meaning of Fu Nanhua's words, and frowned tightly, showing a bit of annoyance.

"Stop mentioning him, it makes me sick just thinking about it!"

Cai Jinjian's eyes flashed with a trace of anger. She had been jealous since the first time she saw Chen Ping'an. Those clean and bright eyes, innocent and clear, happened to be on the face of a poor young man in a back alley. He had What qualifications do you have to have such pure eyes?

Cai Jinjian's eyelids twitched slightly. She stretched out her hand to rub them. Her dark eyebrows became longer and longer, which attracted Fu Nanhua's attention. He said jokingly.

"There is a saying in our old dragon city that when the left eye jumps for wealth, the right eye jumps for disaster. Is your left eye jumping or the right eye jumping?"

When Cai Jinjian heard this, the movement of her hand stopped for a moment, and then she put her hand down. Naturally, her right eye twitched. According to Fu Nanhua, it was too unlucky.

Seeing that Cai Jinjian was serious, Fu Nanhua quickly explained.

"It's just a joke, but it can't be true!"

Not far ahead, a few steps away was the intersection where two alleys intersected. A dark shadow reflected in the corner of Fu Nanhua's eyes.

Chen Ping'an, who was thin, seemed to have only used one step to cross from the horizontal alley to Cai Jinjian. He quickly raised his left hand. At the same time, he punched Fairy Yunxiashan's abdomen with his right hand. The force was heavy and the size was huge. With the sudden exertion of force, there was a faint roar of wind, forcing Cai Jinjian to bend down and lower his head.

Although the strength of Chen Pingan's right hand was far superior to that of his peers, he was left-handed. The piece of porcelain he held in his left hand completely penetrated Cai Jinjian's throat, directly piercing his jaw and entering his mouth.

Chen Ping'an didn't give up, punched the woman's chest with his right hand, and raised his left hand upward to ensure that there would be no accidents in this sneak attack.

The next moment, Cai Jinjian's slender and white neck was cut open, and blood spurted out, so gorgeous.

Then, Chen Ping'an exerted force on his waist and ankle at the same time, hitting the tall woman's heart with his shoulder and knocking her into the side alley.

Fu Nanhua planted his feet on the ground and stood firmly on the spot. The old Dragon City young master's mind went blank.

In the alley, Chen Ping'an stood in a pool of blood. At his feet was the body of Cai Jinjian, the fairy of Yunxia Mountain. He bowed slightly, maintaining a subtle offensive posture, and stared at Fu Nanhua.

The two sides are facing each other, one trying to solve puzzles and the other trying to survive, each with their own differences. Fu Nanhua asked a very unnecessary question.

"Did you kill her?"

Chen Pingan did not open his eyes. He held the piece of porcelain in his hand. The exposed part of his fist was extremely sharp and stained with blood.

Fu Nanhua first looked around cautiously. After making sure that there was no one else, he felt very absurd. Cai Jinjian, the fairy from Yunxia Mountain, was unexpectedly attacked by an ordinary person.

At this time, Cai Jinjian's plump breasts were rising and falling slightly, and scarlet blood was constantly pouring out from her neck and mouth. Her vitality was about to be completely cut off, but her strong body, which had been repeatedly tempered by Qi, made her vitality far stronger than that of ordinary people, even in pain. It can also withstand longer periods of time.

Fu Nanhua's face was covered with frost, and his voice was filled with bone-chilling coldness as he questioned Chen Pingan.

"Why do you want to kill her? You have no grievances against her. Just because she made a joke with you in Mud Bottle Alley, you are going to kill her! When did the town become so unruly? Don't you understand that killing someone is a life-saving measure? , is it reasonable to pay back debts?”

Chen Pingan was like a mute at this time. He had never spoken a word. His muscles were tense like a cheetah with explosive fur. His eyes were fierce and alert, watching Fu Nanhua approach him step by step.

Fu Nanhua believes that Cai Jinjian is dead. Lizhu Cave is not a fairy cave surrounded by immortal energy, Yunxia Mountain, but a heavenly prison where magic is forbidden. Unless there is a land god with heavenly cultivation or a golden Arhat who is willing to Only by exchanging most of his cultivation for her life could he suppress her soul and help her come back to life.

But it's a pity that Cai Jinjian will never have such a blessing. The saint in the small town has a heavy responsibility and overlooks the people. He will never favor one or another, but will only follow the trend.

Fu Nanhua was a cold-hearted person, and he didn't care about Cai Jinjian's death. He stared at Chen Ping'an, who was like a fool, and continued to speak.

"Although I was too late to save Fairy Cai, I couldn't kill you and avenge Fairy Cai. But since I saw you committing the murder with my own eyes, if I don't do something, once word gets out, the golden signboard of Old Dragon City will be smashed. Yu Qing Yu Li, I should teach you a lesson. As for how to deal with it in Yunxia Mountain and how to give Fairy Cai justice, that is your business. "

Fu Nanhua's high-sounding words were not meant for Chen Ping'an, but for Qi Jingchun, the Confucian saint who sat in Lizhu Cave Heaven, and also for the ancestors of Yunxia Mountain, to show that he had done all he could to be benevolent and righteous.

"You just launched a violent attack, and your body's explosive power is no weaker than that of an adult man, which is quite rare!"

"If you join the army, dare to kill and fight, and by some chance, you get the favor of a certain military master, a general from a battlefield family, I will reward you with a military strategist's body-building formula, and slowly work on your body, twenty or thirty After the new year, you may not have a new world.”

Chen Ping'an was unmoved by Fu Nanhua's words and slowly backed away, not daring to let the wealthy and graceful old Dragon City young master approach him, keeping a certain distance.

"It's a pity that you have no chance. You are destined to be an ant in this life!"

When Fu Nanhua passed by Cai Jinjian, his eyes never wavered and his mind was indifferent. He and Chen Pingan had advanced and retreated for more than ten steps. He finally stopped, with a somewhat puzzled and curious expression on his face. , and asked the last question.

"You were able to kill Fairy Cai so decisively. Someone must have told you the truth. I'm a little curious about the other person's identity. Why would he tell you this to an ant like you?"

Chen Pingan's face was expressionless, and his eyes suddenly opened wide with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Fu Nanhua's heart was shocked, and he quickly turned his head and looked behind him. There was nothing there, and he immediately realized that he had been fooled.

Chen Pingan sprinted without hesitation. He jumped up high and stepped on the wall of the alley. After a rapid ejection and a turn, he raised the porcelain piece in his left hand towards Fu Nanhua. The scarlet blood was full of strong Murderous intent.

In the small town school, in the thatched cottage, Qi Jingchun sat in front of the chessboard, holding a chess piece in his hand, undecided, hanging in the air. As a contemporary saint who is in charge of this place, he is one of the seventy-two Confucian academies and the former mountain master of the Cliff Academy. Even though he was demoted to this place to perform meritorious service, he is still a well-deserved noble scholar in the world. Such hesitation rarely happens.

However, Qi Jingchun was Qi Jingchun after all, and did not want to sit idly by. His soul came out of his body, like a fairy with fluttering snow-white clothes, and came to this alley. Cai Jinjian was lying on the ground, with three souls and seven souls shaking. Dissipate like a candle in the wind.

After all, Chen Ping'an did not kill Fu Nanhua. He hit Fu Nanhua's neck with his wrist and threw him sideways against the wall. Then he strangled the opponent's neck with one hand and pressed a porcelain piece against the abdomen of the old Dragon City young master with the other hand.

Fu Nanhua felt the sharpness and coldness of the porcelain pieces in his abdomen, and for the first time he truly felt the yin and yang of death. If this young man had not shown mercy just now, he might have ended up with the same fate as Cai Jinjian.

The young master of Old Dragon City, who was high up there, lost his former grace and calmness. He was overwhelmed by the severe pain and humiliation. His face was ferocious, his eyes were violent, and he threatened the straw-shoe boy.

"Little bastard, if you kill me, you will die; if you don't kill me, you will still die! In short, your end is certain!"

"You know, I don't want to kill you. I have no enmity with you. It's just that you wanted to harm me, so I fought back."

Chen Ping'an was a reasonable person. He raised his head slightly, looked at the noble young man under his control, and slowly spoke.

"You little bastard, you are worthy of reasoning with me, Fu Nanhua!"

Fu Nanhua's attitude was still arrogant, and he did not recognize the current situation clearly. He felt that he was the superior young master of the old Dragon City and a practitioner, while Chen Ping'an was just an ordinary person, a frog in the well and an ant at the foot of the mountain. There was a huge difference between him and him.

In the small courtyard of Muping Alley, Zhou Jue rolled his eyes disdainfully. He was a little dissatisfied with Qi Jingchun's intervention, but he did not stop him. After all, the other party was the saint who was in charge of Lizhu Cave.

"Forget it, I'd better deal with Liu Zhimao!"

After saying that, Zhou Jue tapped the long sword on his waist with the fingers of his right hand. There was a clang, a crisp sword cry, and a blazing white sword light cut into the void.

In the courtyard of Gu Can's family, Liu Zhimao held a white jade bowl in his hand and spoke slowly to a tall, thin and naughty young man.

"Apprentice, today I will let you see the vastness of the world as my master!"

After saying that, Liu Zhimao waved his sleeves, and the two disappeared in the courtyard and appeared in a mysterious world, standing on the cliff, surrounded by white clouds and mist.

Suddenly, the clouds dispersed, and a huge body could not be seen in its entirety. The black scales exuded a cold and powerful breath, and a huge head like a mountain looked down at the two of them, terrifying and ferocious. This was the little loach that Chen Pingan gave to Gu Can, a water-attributed dragon, and this was also one of the biggest opportunities in the town.

Suddenly, a bright and dazzling sword light fell from the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, flying down three thousand feet, with a momentum like a rainbow, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Liu Zhimao's expression changed drastically. Before he could react, the sword light cut off his left hand, blood gushed out, and the severe pain made his old face twisted together, ferocious and ugly.